The Alpha's Chubby Obsession. novel Chapter 153

Side Story 8-2

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1 was unraveling, breath hitching in ragged little gasps. He knew, always knew, and answered with a low, hungry growl that vibrated straight through me. His pace sharpened, tongue flicking, lips sealing, until the coil inside me snapped. I came apart with a silent scream, body bowing off the mattress, pleasure crashing in white-hot waves.

He lifted his head, eyes glittering, lips glistening with me. A wicked grin curved his mouth before he pressed one last, reverent kiss to my swollen center. Then he prowled upward, the hard line of his body sliding over mine. His mouth found mine, salt and sin and me on his tongue. I tasted myself, dizzy with it, as the blunt head of his c**k nudged my entrance, slick and ready.

He hooked my knee over his elbow, spreading me wider. One smooth, claiming thrust and he was inside, stretching, filling, until I broke the kiss on a shattered moan.

“Careful, love,” he murmured, voice roughened by years and want, “unless you want the whole building knowing how perfectly you take me.”

I laughed, breathless, but the sound dissolved into a whimper as he began to move. Slow, deliberate strokes at first, letting me feel every inch, every drag of friction. Then faster, harder, hips snapping, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. I bit down on my own wrist to muffle the cries clawing up my throat, but he only growled approval and drove deeper.

The pressure coiled again, impossible, unbearable. I shattered a second time, walls fluttering around him, vision sparking at the edges. My lungs burned. “Owen, no more-” I gasped, half-laughing, half-pleas.

He brushed damp hair from my brow, kissed the corner of each eye with heartbreaking tenderness. “Not yet, Aria,” he whispered, voice velvet and steel. “I’m nowhere near done with you.”

After our intense lovemaking, we sat together in the kitchen, enjoying afternoon snacks. My parents weren’t at home, so the house was completely ours, quiet and peaceful.

Aside from Suzy and Benson, no one knew that Owen and I were mates. Looking back now, that alone should have been the first sign for me that this wouldn’t lead anywhere… but at the time I

didn’t see it.

To everyone else, we were just lovers-too close, too comfortable. Even my father had called me aside one day.

“Aria, I know you like Owen, but I still think you should wait and see who your mate is.”

I wanted to tell him the truth, I really did… but I couldn’t. I should have told him that day, but I didn’t.

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And that day in the kitchen, everything was just like it always was between us. I loved him, I had

accepted him, and I believed without doubt that he loved me back. I honestly thought we would be

end game. If only I had known what was coming… the pain he would make me feel.

While we were eating, he spoke casually, “Aria, a guest will be coming over today at the mansion,

so I should be at home by evening.”

I nodded, understanding what he meant.

He came behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and whispered soft nonsense into my

ears. I laughed, leaning against him. Those days… those moments… They were truly the best days

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